Miss Jackson
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"No," Sally Jackson gasps as she fumbles with the plastic bags. "You have nowhere to run." She holds up Medusa's head. For a moment, she savors the look of shock on Gabe's face. Then the concrete spreads over his skin like a grotesque skin disease, turning him into a stone statue.
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"Look, I ran out of suppressants and I just need to run into a store somewhere to get them. It will only take me, like, ten minutes give or take. Promise." Nico kept his voice low because the ship walls were practically paper thin and some of the demigods on the ship's crew just had to know everything, sometimes. The omega read her expression carefully, but Annabeth only looked at him with nothing but eyes full of sympathy. "Like I said, Nico, we're nowhere near land. We're basically in the middle of the desert, if you want to look at it like that. I'm really sorry." Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. All credit goes to Rick Riordan. Warnings: Explicit sexual content; smut.

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